Booty Dish Syndicate: Beauty Gone Wrong!
This is the perfect week for Beauty Gone Wrong... I've been in the middle of a huge project and haven't found the time to blog this past week, and won't find the time this upcoming week! Talk about your beauty blogging gone wrong... I'm so happy my blog buddies are taking over my crazy Avon shoes for the next seven days. (But! There will be one Birdie surprise this week! And I ain't sayin' what it is!)
We've had a change of line-up, too! The schedule is as posted below, but everyone is pushed forward one day. Susanna is replacing Meg, as Meg is unable to participate.
Our first guest blogger is Susanna. Please visit her blog after reading her post!
The Eyebrow Incident
by Susanna King
After seeing the movie The Fifth Element, I decided I just had to be Milla Jovovitch's character, Leeloo, for Halloween that year. I put together my own costume, complete with orange felt suspenders and a multipass. And to make the costume complete, I decided to dye my hair orange.
I had never tried coloring my hair before, either at home or in a salon. My roommate told me it was simple, just follow the directions on the box. So the day before the big Halloween party I was helping to host, I went to the drugstore and picked out a likely shade of red. An hour later, my light brown hair was a fetching shade of kinda reddish.
Flush with success, I admired myself in the mirror. But something didn't look right: my eyebrows now seemed too dark to make me a convincing redhead. For some reason, simply plucking them to make them thinner and less noticeable never occurred to me. I was in a dyeing mood, and determined to make my brows match my hair. A tub of Sally Hansen facial creme bleach beckoned from the bathroom cabinet. I flashed back to junior high, when the surfer-skater look was in. That meant long bangs streaked blonde, which meant Sun-In. I remembered the brunettes who used Sun-In to try and get blonde streaks: they always ended up with bright orange hair. Sun-In was just some sort of bleach, right? If it could turn brown hair orange, regular bleach should be able to do that to my eyebrows.
So I put the bleach paste on my eyebrows and noted the time on the clock. I guessed that half the recommended time would be enough to lighten my brows the correct amount.
Maybe I didn't watch the clock as carefully as I should have, or maybe the bleach was more powerful than I thought. When time was up, I wiped off the white paste, and looked in horror at the place where my eyebrows were supposed to be. They had gone straight through orange, past blonde, and on to invisible.
Fortunately, I had an eyebrow pencil and was able to color them back in. Of course, that meant they looked pretty much like they did before I bleached them. All that trouble and I was back where I started! I had to draw my eyebrows in for the next couple weeks while they grew back - it was especially funny-looking when I had noticeable roots.
I haven't tried to dye my hair since then. But if I ever do, I'm leaving my eyebrows alone.
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